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Friday, August 24, 2012

Art in times of Grief

Grief: Remembering DeliaA child given no medical hope was instead given love.

Her mother gave her life, what she was allowed of it, and she filled all of our hearts until they broke open.

And now, under the crushing weight of God's NO, under the severe power of God's sovereignty over life and death, we stand. With unanswered questions, and heart-rending complaints, with trembling lips and tears, we thank God for her short life, and we persist with this wild notion that our God loves us, that He is good.

That awful "NO" is still ringing in our ears, but it is not the only thing we hear.

This family grieves, but not as those who have no hope. Their hearts ache for their dear daughter, her smell and her giggles and her little fingers and toes. Yet, they do not grieve as those who have no hope. Her tiny body received the love of God along with the love of her family, through water on her head and His Spirit in her heart. His love is a love stronger than death.

As they read and ache, they remember her, and they remember Him. He is making all things new.